The emotions

The day you left everyone

Said that the grief gets

Better throughout time but

I honestly think whoever

Said that is lying to

Themselves.

No one's death is sudden

Grandma said everything happens

For a reason

You will fight the gloriest,

Loudest, & vilent wars

With everyone

But no one will fight

A cold, silent, tense

War with you down

To the bottom of it.

The only person

You can really be honest

To is God he doesn't

Judge, is straight up with

You and will not tell anyone

Your business.

The substance used to

Keep me high now

Me just being sober

Makes me feel a

High